Translator:
StarveCleric
Editor:
Milkbiscuit
His only interaction with Big White Chubby was limited to the game,
PlayerUnknown’s Battlefield
.
Even if he were to thoroughly examine everyone in the restaurant from head to toe, he still wouldn’t be able to figure out who Big White Chubby was.
In truth, he only came on a whim since he wanted to take a brief look around. Unexpectedly, he found his attention swiftly captured by a table located on the right hand side, just beside the window.
The reason for that was because a certain Soft Bun was sitting over at the table…
Perhaps it was a classmate gathering—there were around eight to nine people around the table.
Other than Soft Bun, Lin Jiage had some impression for three of the them. During the physical education lesson, they had accompanied Shi Yao to the bathroom.
A young lady with a round face sat at Shi Yao’s right. She was a familiar face, but Lin Jiage couldn’t put his finger on her name. As for the young lady on Shi Yao’s left, thanks to Lu Benlai’s frequent ramblings about her, her name came instantly to his mind—Leng Nuan.
As for the person who resembled a guy sitting on Leng Nuan’s other side, while Lin Jiage couldn’t name her either, she did leave a deep impression in his mind. This was because during the Sport’s Meet, she had accompanied Shi Yao to deliver a bottle of water to him…
Thinking this, Lin Jiage’s gaze unconsciously slid downward, and upon seeing her flat chest, he suddenly recalled Lin Jiayi’s previous message.
So, she’s the one who made me a cuckold? She’s the one who slept nude with Soft Bun?
Lin Jiage’s gaze assessed that young lady from head to toe, and from toe back to head for a considerably long period of time.
Eyes, not big enough. Nose, not distinct enough. Teeth, not straight enough. Face shape, not smooth enough. Hairstyle, can use a lot more work. Height, a definite fail. Facial complexion, not even on par with a man like me… Overall evaluation, the perceived threat level that this fried-eggs young lady poses is 0…
Boss, do you think I’ve ordered enough?
After making the order, Lu Benlai didn’t neglect to seek his boss’s approval.
Hearing the question, Lin Jiage withdrew his gaze from Shi Yao, and without even eyeing the dishes that Lu Benlai ordered, he nodded in approval.
After the waitress left, Lu Benlai poured a cup of cold sour plum drink for Lin Jiage before asking,
Boss, why did you decide to go here for crayfish all of a sudden?
I thought that you can’t stand spicy food?
And this store is in such a remote area. How did you manage to find it?
After asking a couple of questions but receiving no replies, Lu Benlai raised his head to look at Lin Jiage.
But what he noticed was that Lin Jiage’s gaze kept drifting non-stop toward the windows.
Boss, why do you keep looking over there? Is there a beauty or something?
Out of sheer curiosity, Lu Benlai turned his head over to see what Lin Jiage was looking at as he took a sip of the sour plum drink.
Then, Lu Benlai choked. He coughed violently on the sour plum drink for a while before pointing to a table in excitement, exclaiming,
Heavens! There really is a beauty there. It’s my fiancée, my fiancée, my fiancée!
Lu Benlai’s overflowing excitement drew the attention of the two neighboring tables next to them.
Frowning, Lin Jiage shot Lu Benlai a warning glance, and the latter quickly reined in his emotions. Nevertheless, Lu Benlai still leaned in closer and continued exclaiming with a quieter tone,
Boss, my fiancée really is sitting over there!
